Chapter 200:

Jayden saw Elyse's guilty expression. He beckoned her with a curl of his finger, saying sternly, "Come here." She nervously nibbled her lip, hesitant to obey. His brow furrowed. "You don't want to," he said.

Elyse reluctantly took a few steps forward. Before she reached him, Jayden swiftly pulled her onto the bed. "Oh my," she gasped as his lips met hers in a passionate kiss.

His touch ignited a fire within her. His hands explored her body purposefully. Gradually, she succumbed to his advances. He noticed her compliance and took liberties, his hand moving between her thighs. Familiar with her sensitive spots, a few skilled movements elicited a moan. Her voice was a delicate melody.

However, Jayden had no intention of satisfying her so easily. A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he withdrew his hand, casually wiping it clean. "I nearly forgot," he said, "you have plans. Can't have you being late because of me."

Left wanting, Elyse squirmed uncomfortably, her desire unfulfilled. Unable to ignore her yearning, she squirmed and said, in an aggrieved tone, "I feel uncomfortable."

Jayden leaned in, planting a tender kiss on her forehead. His voice husky, he reassured her, "I understand, but you will have to wait. I'll make it up to you tonight."

Baffled by his abrupt change in behavior, she struggled to comprehend his motives. After pushing aside her desires, she went downstairs for breakfast. Suddenly, realization struck her—he had been toying with her.

Fuming with frustration, she slammed her hand on the table, declaring defiantly, "Not a chance. I won't give in to your demands."

Driscoll paused mid-pour, sensing the tension. What was going on? Had they quarreled again? After hastily finishing her breakfast, Elyse stormed off to the set, her frustration palpable.

Tracy's debut performance was in a TV show; she played a supporting actress. Although her screen time was limited, she often shared scenes with the protagonist, making her nervous.

By the time Elyse arrived, Tracy had finished her makeup and was fervently reciting her lines on a small stool. Elyse approached with a steaming cup of coffee. "Tracy, I brought you some coffee."

Looking up with a wry smile, Tracy admitted, "I'm a bundle of nerves. We're about to start filming, and despite attending acting classes for ten days, I fear I won't measure up." Elyse sat beside her, passing her the coffee. "Don't be nervous. It's natural to strive for perfection. That's why you're feeling the pressure."

Tracy took a sip. "I wish I could shake it off, but it's an old habit, hard to break."

"Hey, I'll always be here for you," Elyse said. After consoling Tracy, Tracy received her cue to begin shooting. She set aside the script and went to her position.

Seated, Elyse gazed at Tracy, who stood attentively listening to the director's instructions. Elyse sighed. It hadn't been long since Tracy had worn a wedding gown. Despite her stunning appearance, she had been abandoned. Thankfully, that chapter was over. Tracy was stepping into a promising new future.

After patiently waiting all morning, the pair finally went to lunch with the crew. Famished, Tracy wasted no time devouring her food.

Seeing Tracy's voracious appetite, Elyse slid some meat into her lunchbox. "Dig in, Tracy. You still have to shoot this afternoon."

Tracy nodded appreciatively between mouthfuls. "The director keeps praising my performance, saying I improve with every scene. I'm really hitting my stride now. Afternoon filming starts around three or four. If you're in a rush, feel free to go. No need to wait for me."

Elyse shook her head firmly. "I promised to stay with you for the day. I'm not going anywhere."

Taking another bite, Tracy casually asked, "Won't your husband mind if you stay out late?"

Elyse pondered Jayden's recent hectic schedule. She shook her head. "No, he won't mind. He's been busy with work lately. Staying out a bit longer won't bother him."

Perplexed, Tracy tilted her head. "But isn't he in a wheelchair? What's keeping him so busy? Shouldn't he have plenty of time to spend with you?"

A heavy silence followed before Elyse slowly shook her head. Sensing Elyse's somber mood, Tracy asked carefully, "Did you two have a fight? Haven't you been getting along lately?"

Elyse sighed heavily, her appetite waning. "No, it's not that. It's just… something feels off between us. Maybe we're not as close as people think."